The evil spirit bosses are all my husbands

With a happy face, I really can't do such a thing as pouring cold water...

Forget it...

Sober sober! ! !

Oh~ This breakfast is rich enough, crab roe soup, shredded chicken porridge, siu mai, soy milk, fried dough sticks, rice rolls, fried cakes, tofu brains, glutinous rice chicken, cheese egg ham sandwiches, milk, orange juice, toast, Omelettes, salads, and cut fruits set up a whole table.

Southern flavors and northern flavors are all done. Chinese food and Western food are all available. This is because Yao Jun is not familiar enough. When he is familiar with it, he can make you a complete breakfast from all over the world.

Yao Jun had a gentle smile on his face, and he was not without complacency in his heart. Wan Jinxin must have been very moved.

At this time, there should be an exclamation: "Oh my god, Jun, you have done so much? When did you get up and prepare?"

"Ah Jun, you have worked so hard, I am so touched."

Then there should be a hug at this time, and if you are lucky, there will be a sweet meme.

Yao Jun was ready, his hands behind him were ready to catch Wan Jinxin at any time.

What should it mean?

Baidu's explanation is: it means that it is logically and morally inevitable or must be so.

Note that in terms of reason and morality, these two things are relatively abstract. You think it is reasonable, but others may not think it is a moral thing.

So should always be followed by but.

But: Words, used in the second half of a sentence, express a turning tone; but.

The turning point came as soon as it came, and Wan Qinqin, who Yao Jun imagined would jump over happily, didn't receive it.

There is no use for the hands that are about to move.

In fact, the dishes on this big table must be touched, but this touch is accompanied by sorrow.

Worry until drowsiness disappears, do you think it's great?

Wan Jinxin didn't want to hurt Yao Jun's heart, so he looked at Yao Jun's face and asked him cautiously: "So many dishes!"

"Is it a lot of money?"

The extended meaning is: say, where did the food come from?Don't tell me it was bought with money, I don't believe it!

Don't tell me that you went out to buy it yourself, I don't believe it! ! !

Yao Jun: "I don't know. I asked my friends to bring it over for me. They arrived not long after you fell asleep."

Wan Jinxin: Stay! O_O

Do you still have friends in the real world?

Yao Jun pulled away the chair at hand: "Come quickly and try my handicraft."

Wan Jinxin: "You made it yourself? Didn't you ask a friend to buy it?"

Yao Jun served Wan Jinxin a bowl of porridge: "Of course not. During your absence, I practiced hard at my friend's house for a month."

"Oh! Thank you!" Wan Jinxin took the shredded chicken porridge Yao Jun handed him: "What friend? The descendants of people in your village?"

Yao Jun: "No, I didn't expect that there are other people who can see me here besides you. It seems that there are quite a few people. I just came here not long ago, and they came to look for me. It seems that they are called, Cultivation Alliance, as long as I don't do bad things here and accept their supervision, everything else is fine."

"They are nice people. They listened to me and took care of me. When I said I wanted to learn how to cook, they invited a chef to teach me. They gave me all the ingredients. Today they are the same. We get along pretty well."

Yao Jun: I am an obedient ghost who can get along well with any human being.

Wan Jinxin: Is that the Cultivation Alliance that takes eliminating demons and defending Dao as its mission, and doesn't let any ghost go unnoticed?Helpful?get along well?

Wan Jinxin looked at Yao Jun's floating feet, but couldn't connect the two.

Yao Jun: "How does it taste?"

Wan Jinxin: "Very good."

Wan Jinxin was full after drinking a bowl of porridge and a few soup dumplings. Looking at a large table of untouched food, Wan Jinxin felt distressed.

Used to being poor in the past, Wan Jinxin was a bit maladapted to the way the local tyrants ate.

Local tyrants: Do you have any misunderstandings about local tyrants?The breakfast of our local tyrants is one-hundredth of your table, and the price is a thousand times that of your table. Our local tyrants pay attention to health, nutrition, delicacy, and delicious taste, but there is no such thing as a large amount. .

This is Yao Jun's ass being slapped on the horse's leg.

But it doesn't matter, what is the grievance of being a wife?

Yao Jun took out a large wet towel that he had prepared for a long time: "Honey, let me cleanse your face."

Wan Jinxin: "No, no need, I will do it myself."

Yao Jun: "Husband, I squeezed out the toothpaste for you. You can go wash up later, and I will clean up the restaurant."

Wan Jinxin: "Okay, thank you."

Yao Jun: "Why are you being polite to me? By the way, husband, don't waste the food you haven't finished eating. Can I pack it up and put it in the refrigerator?"

Wan Jinxin was happy: "Good!"

Yao Jun: "Honey, are you still sleeping?"

Wan Jinxin: "Don't go to bed now, go to bed early tonight."

Yao Jun: "So what's the plan for today?"

Wan Jinxin: "It's nothing important. I plan to go to the seventh floor, a special organization managed by the Cultivation Alliance, which is dedicated to managing us practitioners."

"Oh! By the way, you said that you were supervised by the Cultivation Alliance?"

Yao Jun: "Yes."

That's because someone is monitoring the area all the time, and it's best to take the initiative to report his relationship with Yao Jun.

Yao Jun: "What's wrong?"

Wan Jinxin: "Nothing."

Yao Jun: "Then wait for the seventh floor, can I go with you?"

"Yes! Of course." Wan Jinxin nodded in agreement.

"Then husband, I'll go and prepare clothes for you." Wan Jinxin could see the joy in the corners of his eyes, and unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

In the living room, it looks like you and I have been peaceful for a long time, and the black air in the room is going to go to the sky.

However, who cares about him?

Wan Jinxin forgot about him, and Yao Jun left him on purpose.

Red tears of blood flowed from the eyes of the boy lying on the snow in the card.

I haven't been here for more than a month, and there are more people on the seventh floor of the municipal administration. Last time I encountered some trouble and left in a hurry. This time Wan Jinxin planned to visit the legendary forum.

Modern people never leave their mobile phones at all times, even Wan Jinxin is the same. The first thing he does when he arrives at the door is to check his mobile phone, only then did he realize that the mobile phone is turned off.

"It's strange why it's turned off?"

Yao Jun who followed beside him coughed in embarrassment.

Wan Jinxin: "What did you do?"

Yao Jun: "Aren't I afraid that people will disturb your rest?"

Wan Jinxin blushed.

This is not because he is afraid that people will disturb his rest, but because he is afraid that people will disturb you, Yao Jun, right?

But Wan Jinxin thinks it's cute that someone he likes thinks so carefully, and his former girlfriend never did this.

Still don't care after all.

Wan Jinxin was embarrassed to walk forward alone with his head depressed, when Yao Jun's shout came from behind.

As soon as Wan Jinxin turned his head, Yao Jun was blocked by something at the door, unable to get in, so he had to retreat.

Wan Jinxin: "Don't you have an acquaintance in the Cultivation Alliance? Tell him to come out and take you in. If you call me, I can't do anything."

Yao Jun: "Then you wait for me."

In the end, they called people over, but they did nothing. The barrier in this building is specially designed to prevent ghosts.

Anyway, after a while, he understood that the person who came here was also a trainee, and he had heard a little about Yao Jun's details. Such a powerful ghost king followed Wan Jinxin's footsteps, so he felt that Wan Jinxin must also be a big boss. This kind of rushing street is incomparable, maybe in any world, you will meet the big guy, and you have to get close.

Yao Jun always pretended to be very considerate in front of Wan Jinxin, even if he didn't like Wan Jinxin giving someone else's phone number, he didn't show it, he was afraid that Wan Jinxin would think he was jealous.

As for him, he is indeed a little bit jealous, and he is really a little bit small-minded, but he can't let Wan Jinxin know that he knows that men like him are the most annoying.

He just waited quietly with a smile on his face.

The members of the Cultivation Alliance had no choice. Wan Jinxin couldn't bring Yao Jun in, so he could only let him stay outside.

Yao Jun: "Can't you put me in a card? Or, you can put me in a card."

Wan Jinxin originally thought he could do it, but he didn't know Yao Jun's level, but he really did it, and had to lament: I can't.

According to Wan Jinxin's current level, it is no problem to catch a resentful spirit: "When did you become so powerful?" Wan Jinxin looked puzzled.

Yao Jun: "Ah? When I was fighting last night, a shadow melted into my body, and I suddenly felt much stronger. Could it be because of this? What is that? I see you took it out of."

Wan Jinxin wanted to say that it was the little fool, but he opened his mouth and couldn't explain what happened to the little fool and him. He couldn't say it, so he said calmly: "Power fragments!" don't care.

Yao Jun: "Yes."

Wan Jinxin: "Then I'll go in."

Yao Jun: "Well! Okay, I'll wait for you at the door."

When Wan Jinxin really went in, Yao Jun let go of his tightly kneaded hands, and the corners of his raised lips gradually straightened into a line. He had the memory of a little fool.

Wan Jinxin was lying to him again.

After entering the lobby, Wan Jinxin took the time to look at his phone and drink!Most of the hundreds of missed calls were from Manager Liu.

They have already returned to the bridge, and the road is on the road. Why does Manager Liu want him?

Wan Jinxin ignored it, and pulled it down to see that there were three incoming calls from Guo Qianglai. Xu Shiwenlin and Chi Lei also called him, but they didn't call each other. Seeing that he didn't answer, they didn't call again.

The nearest call was from Luo Liwen, who probably contacted him as soon as he came back.

Entering the SMS interface, there are even more. Manager Liu can send him dozens of text messages a day. From cursing and abusing at the beginning to wanting to kneel down and beg later, the change in between only took a few days.

After reading every text message of Wan Jinxin's good temper, he realized that something happened to his son. He was possessed by a ghost, which disturbed his family's peace. Manager Liu knew about the Cultivation Alliance, and asked his son to come to find someone, but it was useless. They couldn't find Tsing Yi, and they couldn't leave it there for their family to be bodyguards.

The author has something to say: The rows of little red flowers make me feel obsessive-compulsive, and I'm still short of one thousand and three. Let's make up when I wake up!Although few people watch it.